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the player ;;
NAME: Princess Jasmine.
AGE: 153.
CONTACT: imgettingdizzy
HOW DID YOU FIND US? ROALD DAHL'S ASS
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PICTURE:
NAME: Isabelle Ackerman
AGE: 20
My name is Isabelle, pretty standard and boring I know, but it's one of the names that has gotten passed down in my family every two generations. If you didn't already realise, it's a Jewish name and yep, that's really the only Jewish part of me, unless there is a festival. I have to sometimes put off my celebrations because the boys are working, but I don't really mind. If it's like fasting and stuff I'll do it while I'm working, but if it's Sabbath or something, then well ... I don't really stick to it. Some would say that's being a bad Jew, but I'd like to call myself a non-Obeservant Orthodox ... or a partial Orthodox or something! Thing is, I kind of pick and choose what stuff I do and don't believe in, especially considering my job is very very demanding and I really have not got the time to stick to everything.
I was born in Buckinghamshire, England and I lived there until about the age of7 until my parents decided to make the move to California. I wasn't exactly attatched to England just then and all the friends that I had weren't exactly important considering we were like 7 at the time. All throughout my Junior and Senior year, I worked at my Uncle's agency firm taking calls and stuff for him, but I didn't actually know that this was a test of my ability to not crack under pressure and to keep organised. The summer after my Senior year, he offered me a job to be working with some of his major clients seeing as apparenetly I could handle the pressure. As soon as I figured out how much I'd be earning, I said yes. I wouldn't even have to go to college! It was a perfect opportunity for me to take.
If you didn't already realise, I am the personal assisant of the Jonas Brothers. Pretty cool, huh? I love my Job. Literally if there was anything on this whole Earth that I love more than my family it has to be the Jonases. The boys are practically my second brothers and the family in general are so sweet and so amazing that it makes my job so much easier, because they're not as demanding as they could be, when they need something they're polite and considerate about it and I can't tell you enough how amazing and how appreciative I am to have employers like themselves. They treat me well, is basically what I'm saying and I don't really see myself quitting in a long time, unless of course Nick gets me fired, which he likes to threaten to do when he knows I'm winning a playful argument.
Kevin is probably the easiest Jonas to be around. He's very calm, collected and enthusiastic about everything they do which makes Promos and stuff a lot easier because if Joe and Nick are dead as zombies, Kevin can pick it up so easy and get everything they need to get out there. He's usually the one who gets excited over everything and it's actually really adorable. He genuinely is the way that you see him on the television or on radio - in fact all the boys are except Joe tends to be a bit more dirty and Nick tends to be a little more smug and cheeky, but you know it's kind of hilarious at the same time. Kevin and Danielle are practically made for each other and seeing them together makes everyone around them (including myself) sick because they are so adorable / cute / perfect for each other. The wedding was one of the most beautiful things I have ever attended in my life and I'm pretty sure everyone in attendance would agree. But in general, my relationship with Kevin is very relaxed and chilled out, just because he's that kind of person. I love him, he's one I can tell anything thing to and not feel too worried about the reaction I'm going to get out of him.
Then theres Joe. Joseph Adam. DJ Danja. The hilarious one. Except not really because he steals all his jokes from Nick. Fact. Joe's one who I can relate to the most because we're only a year apart in age and he gets me the most I think. At least I hope he does. If I'm perfectly honest I can't have a serious conversation with Joe because whenever he tries to be serious it usually ends up failing, well that's around me anyway. I can go to Joe when I need cheering up over anything but don't really want to talk about it - Joe's good for that reason. Not only that but he gives the best hugs, like you'd think Nick probably would or something because his muscles are bigger (something I have observed and realised is a true fact, sorry Joe) but nope, his muscles are like the perfect size for hugging, anyway. I think each brother has an individual reason as to why I love them and Joe's is probably because underneath all the crazy that he is, he's genuinely really adorable and so sweet to be around. I met Ashley when they first started dating and immediately you can tell why they're dating - they're so similar and she makes Joe so happy. That's the most important thing.
Nick. Well Nick is the Jonas I spend the most time with because for an eighteen year old boy, this dude has problems. He's a workaholic and when I say workaholic, I'm not even fucking around. Like he works ALL THE TIME. He's been in the #beatlab for the past month and I've been there with him every. single. fucking. day. I mean, I love it and all considering different stuff happens everday - new people come and go and meeting Jasmine Villegas was pretty awesome seeing as I have a cougar crush on Bieber, but anyway that's irrelevant. I liked going to the studio though because I would get free food seeing as Nick would always order in, and I would get to stare at Garbo all day. Definitely not insinuating I am jealous of Paris or that I find Garbo ridiculously sexy. That wasn't the only reason why, but I wasn't under the pressure of doing so many things at once, I was able to organise interviews and 2011's schedule in a relaxed environment with the guidance from Nick as to what they boys wanted to do and what they didn't. Now that the #beatlab process is being held until the beginning of next year, I really will get time to relax now after I've kept Nick from hell bordem just before Christmas. Might just drag him shopping with me.
RP EXAMPLE:
This was just one day that Ed was dreading, absolutely dreading. He knew it was going to be hard for him and his family, but even pondering on how Colin would be feeling made Ed feel selfish. He could not imagine how Colin was feeling and to think that his feelings were the worst he’d ever felt, he was sure that they were not even a hundredth of what Colin was probably like at this moment in time. Colin was being Colin though, putting on a brave face at school, distracting himself and trying to get along with things which Ed really admired him for, but he wished he’d just calm down, sit back, take a break and actually give himself time to get over everything that had happened. Ed didn’t want Colin to keep going and going and bottling things up to the point where he just broke down or to the point where he went crazy, that would not be the Colin Ed grew up with. He pushed his curls back, sitting further back in his seat in the Limo, he could feel the sweat of nerves and upset sticking to his back. It wasn’t enough to be noticeable, but he still could not sit still. Feeling Chandler’s hand creep into his, Ed calmed down - usually it would have made him smile but he couldn’t, not today. Today was not a day for smiling, today was a day for remembering a man who brought up Ed and looked after him when his parents were away. Mr. Hart was his second father, one of the most trustworthy people to his parents and losing him had pretty much been the biggest surprise that Ed had ever received in his life. Such a great, supportive and loving man who you’d think would be the last one to ever leave Earth, gone. Just snapped up like that. The whole situation had reminded Ed on how easy it is for something you love so dearly and something so close to you to be taken away in an instant, which is one of the reasons why he knew he really had to apologize to Grace, Elizabeth and Adrian. No matter whether he was right or whether he was wrong, he didn’t want any bad notes - who knew what the next days or weeks could bring and the guilt of knowing that you did something wrong to someone which affected them deeply was too much for Ed to handle. There was so much he wanted to talk to Mr. Hart about, to tell him about starting College and stories to piss off Colin, none of that happening. Christmas would have been the first time Ed saw Mr. Hart after starting McCord and he was extremely excited to see him. Now he would get to see him, just in a way that Ed thought he wouldn’t be seeing for another thirty, fourty years.
Slipping out of the car in silence and not letting go of Chandler’s hand at any point, Ed tried not to cry or to let any emotion spill out. He had to stay strong, for Colin - if not for himself, definitely for Colin. He couldn’t be drowning in pity over his own loss, he had to be there for Colin. He walked over to him and with his free hand, touched the back of his shoulder, nodding over at him. No words even have to be spoken, they both knew it was enough. Ed squeezed Chandler’s hand for dear life as he felt his arms begin to tremble seeing the unfamiliar oak box lying in front of them. Seeing Mr. Hart’s name engraved on the silver plate made everything seem so real. Ed didn’t want to cry, he didn’t want to but there wasn’t anything he could do. Mr. Hart was practically one of Ed’s parents and seeing the coffin had brought everything to life. He looked down to Chandler, snapping his eyes shut as he felt a hot liquid layer over them. He didn’t want her to see him cry, so he kept his eyes closed until he was able to open them again without things being too obvious. He kissed her forehead lightly before feeling another arm around his free hand. It was Lucy. Ed looked down and his heart broke even more seeing Lucy crying; it was a sight he ever saw. He glanced at Chandler letting go of her hand quickly and he brought Lucy in front of him, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, letting him dig her head into his chest.